An eagle breaks through duskclouds and haze
appears on the top of the battle
The fear now gone
From soldiers hearts
Ares and its spirit
Is now with us
The spears shine under the warm sun
The soldiers are ready for battle
With honour in their hearts
They worship the god
Of War
Now Swords and steel are tasting their blood
The sound of steel echoes of death
And the God Of war now laughs On his throne
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